POSTCARD FROM PARADISE
Words and Music by Cris Williamson

This is a Postcard from Paradise
A Postcard from Paradise
This is a Postcard from Paradise

I had a dream…it was 1492
In the name of the King and Queen
Columbus sailed the ocean blue
And when he saw a light from the deck of the Little Girl
He spoke into the night, “This is a brand-new world”

With the next day’s dawning, he could not believe his eyes
His crew was up and yawning, and he said
“Boys…this is Paradise.”

And I am going over and I am going it alone
Tell them, Christopher Columbus is never, ever coming home

CHORUS
This is a Postcard from Paradise
This place is so damned nice
Hello Ferdinand, Hello Isabel
I’m lying in the sand, and I never felt so well
There is no gold here, no silver in the mine
It’s never cold here, and the weather suits me fine

This is a Postcard from Paradise
A Postcard from Paradise
This is a Postcard from Paradise

And in my dream…Colon became the Dove
Folding his sea-blue wings into the open arms of Love
Coming through the seas that rolled
Breaking silver on the shore
Where the sunlight shines like gold
Columbus changed forever more
Goodbye Columbus…the map is burning in your hand
And not one among us knows the way to the Promised Land

BRIDGE
La querencia…I swear by the Holy See
These are my new friends, this is my new home
Island Guanahani

And the caravels turned around
Sailing back to the King and Queen
And Paradise was never found
In my dream…oh, what a dream

CHORUS
This is a Postcard from Paradise
A Postcard from Paradise
This is a Postcard from Paradise

©1993 Cris Williamson/Bird Ankles Music (BMI)
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